Hang out by the shore long enough and you might just see the mythical sad whale of Oregon.
Act surprised.
The Public Tool
A celebration of the invisible all around us
Sad Whale
Signage in Vancouver alerting you to the common problem afflicting rollerbladers. Blader foot. Very similar to the WW1 trench foot or foot rot, which led to the inevitable amputation. Just so you know.
Blader foot
This is the gigantic “Stack of No” by the playground by my house. Impressive in the amount of rejection it offers. From the top: no seeds, no inflatable dogs, no junk-food vending, no fine dining (presumably in evening gowns), no synchronized / artistic skateboarding, no pedal-less defective bike sitting-on, no smoking, and finally, no fiery UFO parking under the weird gigantic spider that threatens the factory!
¡Por Favor!
Stack of No!
Way to go Fashion! This IS how I buy my jeans. In a stupor! I stared at this storefront in Italy for a few minutes, while my synapses were misfiring, generating a really powerful headache. Which made me wonder… What would Luis Black say right now?
WTF Fashion? Come on!
Finally, the world over is waking to the evils of Axe spray. This is a warning against it’s use and it’s awful side-effects (supermodel hordes stampeding geeky bike messenger guys). Please, consider carefully the environment and the damage you can cause before casual Axe use. (Picture the headlines: “Grandmother and toddler trampled by models!”)
Axe warning!
Odd sign I spotted next to a hole in my hometown in Romania. What made it odd was not really the fact that it was warning passers by about a hole in the ground, but more that, while it advertised work, there was no work happening in or around the hole. Also, the sign does not seem to advertise work… More like posing awkwardly with work. Of course, as anyone would, I concluded that this was a warning of an impending supermodel photoshoot with a “work” theme. A warning to make room for Tyra Banks emoting with a shovel. Did not hang out to see if she was coming or not.
Posing awkwardly with work
This sign means (or, will mean) the world over: “Don’t let me catch you using that autotune crap. I will beat the urge right out of you”. As a community service, I can offer a service to print and offer free crates of it to rap / r&b recording studios everywhere.
Autotune? HELL NO!
Known to psychiatrists as the Errol Flynn problem, it’s the fear of facing a group of well armed men sporting various forms of well sharpened cutlery, threatening you with bodily harm. You are a brave man, but you stand no chance armed with a wet noodle!
This is the Errol Flynn problem.